Video. I apologise for the crazy

[bythewaves]

"A friend told me to be wary of my life." Maglor's voice is almost merry. But there's a ring to it, an edge that draws attention.

"Slain ye shall be they warned us and we were, oh we were. O my brothers, my cousins, my bright kin! Three Ages of the world and all those I loved died around me and yet I am still here."

Maglor throws out his hands and laughs, his eyes burning silver bright and fey and his voice with a shine to it like the polished edge of a blade.

"Three Ages we stood against our Enemy and all he could throw at us, and paid in blood for every inch we held against him. But we held! Dragonfire and Balrogs and betrayal of kin and ally, but he is defeated and I remain. And now you would name me enemy? Come then and let us see if you can do what the Enemy of the World could not! But."

And his voice drops to a low croon, darkly caressing, promise in every word.

"Anyone who touches my family dies."

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works for me XD

[bythewaves]

Go well. Go safe!

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin returns an hour later, comes quietly into the house and into the kitchen. He starts making coffee, gets out some cups, spoons, cream and sugar, and then stands by the coffee maker, staring off into space. ]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor comes padding over and leans against the bench next to him ]

Tell me.

[so_dark_a_road]

He won't listen. He's overwhelmed by his own pain and fear, and when that happens, he cuts off all his emotions. And then he shuts his ears.

[bythewaves]

Oh Curvo. [ Maglor sighs softly, and thinks that it sounds very much like Curufin himself, in truth ]

I'm sorry.

[ There's not much else to say, really, so instead Maglor comes over to hug his brother, offering comfort that way ]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Strangely, that has never occurred to Curufin. . . that he himself has, or once had, that same habit. But Maglor has hit the bullseye. ]

Thank you.

[ He turns and slides his arms around Maglor's waist and lays his head on his brother's shoulder. That sound you hear is a soft sigh of both grief and gratitude. ]

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor pets his hair and hums to him softly, the way he might have done, long ago. It's little enough that he can give his brother, but this comfort, at least, he can do ]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ It isn't a little, it's a lot. Curufin accepts the offered affection and comfort, and just hopes that someday he can give back even a fraction of what Maglor so generously and lovingly lavishes on his younger brother. ]

[bythewaves]

I'm sorry, Curvo. But we're here for you, alright? If and when you want to talk. Whatever you need.